My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 1122

Disappointment sank into Kristopher’s gut like a stone. He exhaled sharply, shoulders slumping, and trailed the officer to the patrol car. Tomorrow, he thought. There was always tomorrow.

At the Morrison family’s sprawling estate…

Carrie barely stepped through the door before her family swarmed her. The IV needle was tugged free from her arm, and a cluster of family doctors hovered, their murmurs blending into a low hum.

“I am fine, really,” Carrie said, her voice soft but fraying at the edges. She cast a pleading glance at the ambulance doctor, silently begging for help.

The doctor caught her look and stepped forward, raising a hand to quiet the room. “We have completed all necessary checks. Ms. Campbell requires rest, nothing more.”

He handed a crisp examination report to the family’s physicians.

After scanning the document, one of the family doctors nodded. “Indeed, rest is all she needs.”

gentle insistence, they guided Carrie toward her

of space, felt stifling

of provisions. “Carrie, are you hungry? Name anything—our chef can whip it up, or I will have your favorite restaurant send someone to cook

snapped his fingers. “We have sleep aids in the house. I

Arion leaned forward, his voice earnest. “Carrie, just say

Carrie’s heart, but exhaustion dulled her ability to respond. She

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struggle, stepped in, his tone calm but firm. “Grandpa, let us not overwhelm her. Carrie’s clothes reek from that garbage truck.

“I will stay

but I would rather sleep alone for now. I

kitchen prepare porridge. Even if you do not feel like eating, you

escaped Carrie’s lips. “All right,” she conceded,

still eager to help, turned to the maid. “Bring a variety of bath products—something to wash away that